Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
For years I have not inhaled fresh air-
poisonous gases and dust particles have polluted my lungs,
my blood and tissues have become toxic.
Due to illegal activities of the ultra-modern robots
this beautiful heaven has turned into a gas chamber.
Here we are all Hitler
but we are not killing the Jews,
we are killing ourselves and our next generations-
the entire human race.
Inside the gas chamber I am deteriorating.
I am determined to inhale fresh air-
I will raise my wings to fly to reach the heaven above,
there I will take bath in fresh nectar to rejuvenate myself.
© 2021 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
MG Singh emge from Singapore on April 18, 2021:
Nice poem with the analogy of Hitler's gas chamber.